Although Ji Nuan was not seriously injured when he fell down the stairs in Yuyuan yesterday, his forehead was a little red near the hairline.

She doesn't usually use much foundation except for a nude lipstick, so the spot on her forehead is not covered, and when she looks down like this, the strands of hair that have fallen back a little, revealing the red on her forehead.

She held the cup in front of him, stiffened because of the man's glance on her forehead, neither of them spoke, and the silence in the huge space seemed to be audible as if a needle had fallen, but Ji Nuan's heartbeat was inexplicably extraordinarily obvious.

The man looked at her and said in a low voice: "Ji Nuan, I never joke, since the word divorce has been mentioned, it should be completely broken." ”

He stood in front of her like this, did not take the glass of water in her hand, but looked down at her faintly, and the light in the living room fell on top of her head, as if covered with a layer of pale silver edges.

Crisp and cold, even though the smell of alcohol on his body is very strong, it does not affect half of his handsomeness and moving.

Ink depth of field.

He is ink depth of field.

Ji Nuan reminded herself all the time that no matter how ruthless and ruthless he was to himself now, the moment he drove the black Bentley out to protect her behind his life, she couldn't lose any temper with him.

Maybe it's just a dream shattered, maybe it's just a walk into reality and see the real him.

"Don't dwell on it, I don't like it. He never raised his hand to take her glass.

Seeing the man turn around and leave without looking back, Ji Nuan seemed to be filled with a sense of powerlessness in an instant, and his heart was full of blockage.

The moment he heard the door open, the glass in Ji Nuan's hand fell to the ground instantly, and the man did not look back in front of the door, but there was a moment of stagnation.

Seeing him standing there and not moving again, seeing him pause, Ji Nuan turned around and walked over, stood behind him, looked at his back, stared at him for a long time, and then slowly raised his hand and carefully hugged him behind his back.

She wanted to hug him before, how could she have been so cautious.

She couldn't see the depth of the man's eyebrows, she could only feel that the man's hand was cruel and ruthless to pull her away from the hand in front of him, Ji Nuan held him tightly, she didn't speak, he didn't speak, and the two of them were like a quiet fight, her two arms were entangled with his hand.

But Ji Nuan's strength was still no match for him, he directly tore her hand away, and at the same time threw her back mercilessly, Ji Nuan's body took a few steps back, and hit the wine cabinet by the wall, and the few bottles of wine in it fell out with a bang, shattered all over the ground, red and white wine of various colors mixed together, and flowed to her feet.

Feeling the coolness flowing under his feet, Ji Nuan shivered coldly, looked at the ground with his eyes, and then raised it again to look at the man in front of the door.

The blood seems to coagulate in the body, little by little to the temperature of ice blood, and then little by little to freeze.

It's cold to the bone.

She didn't say a word, and suddenly leaned down and stepped on the debris all over the ground to pick up the debris.

Mo Jingshen turned his eyes and saw Ji Nuan stepping on those debris with his bare feet, his eyelids were faintly not lifted, and he said coldly: "Ji Nuan, it is the most stupid act to get my attention by hurting yourself, the extra wounds under your feet will not move me, it will only make you unable to work for a few days in a row, delay the business, and only let me see your stupidity and uninterestingness." ”

Ji Nuan squatted on the ground, as if she didn't hear his words, avoiding the fragments under her feet, but she was still scratched a little, she dodged to the side, and then went to pick up the fragments, and after picking up some of them, she said calmly: "I didn't hurt myself." ”

"Really?" he looked at the small but obvious blood stains at her feet, "so do it yourself." ”

The words fell, and he went straight out.

Hearing the sound of the door opening and closing, Ji Nuan's hand was still a little mechanical and numb to pick up the fragments, and when he stepped on the fragments, he didn't seem to feel pain, got up and took a mop and a broom, swept the fragments, and turned around to find that she had stepped on the ground with a long line of blood.

She simply threw what she was holding into the corner, and sat down on the ground with a lot of debris, and sat down to watch as only the top half of the bottle shattered when it fell, and the lower half of the wine was still in the bottle.

Ji Nuan picked up one of them, and he didn't know what year of wine it was, in short, it wouldn't be cheap if it could be put at home by Mo Jingshen.

She avoided the shattered bottle and threw her head back to take a sip.

It's a strange taste, it's actually a little bitter.

She picked up the other half of the bottle, and tilted her head back into her mouth in a way that avoided cutting her mouth.

Tsk, it's still bitter.

Tasted several bottles in a row and it was bitter.

She smashed her mouth and licked the corners of her mouth, only to realize that it was the bitterness in her mouth.

After wiping her mouth, she looked at the expensive wine all over the ground, she was really reluctant to waste it, forget about the ones that were spilled on the ground, there were still some at the bottom of these bottles, and it was at least worth drinking some of them.

I took another sip, this time it was not so bitter, but it was a little astringent, and I continued to taste the other sips, the same taste.

The woman who was not drinking well sat on the ground with two white and tender feet, picked up one bottle after another, and finally drank a few broken bottles to the bottom, she squinted her eyes, looked at the quiet and closed door, and could not see the trace of ink depth of field, and then looked back at the window.

Oh, a lot of stars.

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Black Gust was galloping on the road, and not long after Mo Jingshen left, he went to a nearby pharmacy to buy wound medicine and came back.

When she got out of the car, she was about to hand over the medicine to the security guard, and asked the security guard of Olam International to deliver the medicine to her, but as soon as she got out of the car, she suddenly stopped, and when she raised her eyes, she saw that on the balcony on the eighteenth floor, a woman in a skirt was sitting at the very edge, and her two injured feet were still dangling, and she could be blown down from the eighteenth floor by a random strong wind.

Mo Jingshen's face sank, and he suddenly closed the car door heavily, picked up his mobile phone and called Ji Nuan directly.

The woman was still on the balcony and didn't move, and she didn't know whether to put her phone in it or pinch it in her hand and carry it on her body, and it rang for a long time before she finally picked it up.

The moment the phone was picked up, Mo Jingshen's voice was cold: "Ji Nuan, what are you doing?"

The woman's voice on the phone came in a daze: "Ah, what am I doing? I am ...... Look at the stars......"

Mo Jingshen raised his eyes and looked at the position of the balcony on the eighteenth floor, the woman's legs were still swaying back and forth, and one hand was raised to her ear, answering the phone.

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